GEEZ GUYS, BEAR WITH ME BUT I'M SORRY TO SAY THIS ISN'T CHAPTER 7
I REPEAT NOT CHAPTER 7
I'm just uploading this quick filler to let everyone know that I'm still working on the story, but it still going to take me some time to post. I know it's been a long time since I've updated and I was starting to get nervous that everyone would forget about this poor neglected fic, either that or get bored with it. I really wish I had the chapter for you guys but unfortunately I need to ask for another couple of weeks to make it do-able. A virus nearly wiped Everything off of my laptop and now I'm busy trying to piece my chapter together. I know there are a lot fics out there and this one is probably the least of your worries but I just felt a little guilty. ^^'
I'm going to delete this filler as soon as I post chapter 7 but I just wanted everyone to know that it shouldn't be much longer. I really feel like I owe you guys for this so I wrote a tiny little one shot (keep in mind that it has nothing to do with my original story at all, it's completely stand alone I assure you)
Anyway it's just a quick one shot I wrote to try appease you guys while you're waiting for me to hurry my ass up with the story and so you don't feel like you just read all my babbling nonsense for nothing.
Olympic Gold Medal
"So." Sasuke still didn't understand why he was being dragged by his arm towards his house in such a rush.
The blonde pouted somewhat, "Don't be an ass Sasuke, the Olympics only comes on every FOUR years." He was a little annoyed that Sasuke was resisting this much, he had planned on being there by now.
The Uchiha tried to wriggle out of the shorter boy's grip. "That's exactly why you're welcome to watch it every FOUR years at your house." He muttered, his tone was rather apathetic but considering the fact that he'd been dragged around by the blonde all day he wasn't in the mood for faking any actual empathy towards him.
Naruto didn't take the hint, "But the TV at your house is sooo big!" Sasuke was pushed forward suddenly and nearly slammed his head into his own front door. "Hurry up and open the door we're going to miss all the swimmer's races."
The raven snorted, simultaneously pulling out his key and twisting the lock."You can't even swim so what does it matter?"
Naruto ignored him and simply ran past him into the house. "Phew we made it." By the time Sasuke actually got into the house himself the blonde had already curled up on to the couch and had the remote propped on his lap. "Come on, it's starting!" The energetic thirteen year old gestured to the spot next to him hurriedly.
Sasuke sat down with a huff, he didn't want to have to watch the Olympics all day, especially not …men's butterfly 200 meter race? He stood up, about to try to escape under the pretense of taking a bathroom break. "Mmn…Are you going to grab a snack teme? Some popcorn would be nice." The raven glared at the dobe, who continued to watch the TV screen innocently. Then he sighed and trudged into the kitchen, at least he wasn't being forced to sit in front of the TV for the time being.
Cursing the blonde under his breath he threw a small bag of popcorn into the microwave. He could tell that the race was already nearing its end because Naruto's shouting was so loud he could barely hear the microwave go off right beside him. He grabbed the hot popcorn bag gingerly by one end and walked into the living room.
"YEAH! He did it! SCOREEE!"
The older teen rolled his eyes, "That's the wrong sport you idiot."
Naruto snatched the popcorn from him and shook his head fiercely. "Uh uh he scored! He scored the gold medal by reaching the finish line and that's scoring no matter what you say teme!" He stuffed a fistful of popcorn into his mouth.
Sasuke just shrugged. Ah well he wasn't about to argue with an idiot. "Sasuke teme!" He was yanked back on to the couch by a laughing blonde. "Another race is about to start!"
Sasuke didn't even pretend to act excited."Hn."
The blonde pinched his arm in his eagerness to get the raven to pay more attention. "Look its Michael Phelps! There's no way he isn't going to win, look-"
Sasuke cut him off by returning the pinch along with a withering look. "Shouldn't you be rooting for your own country dobe? What the hell's so exciting about some American guy?" The blonde jumped up in response to this, spilling popcorn all over the couch and Sasuke.
"But he's the greatest Olympian ever teme, he has the most medals in history!" Then the blonde focused back on the race. "And he's going to win another one teme, believe it!" He was standing on the couch now, practically bouncing up and down in anticipation.
"This is the last lap!" Naruto raised his arms in triumph. "He's going to do it! He's so close…"
Sasuke hooked an arm around the blonde's waist. "Dobe get you're ass down from there." He pulled slightly but the blonde stood firm.
Naruto shook his head wildly, trying to pull against Sasuke's arm. "Push Push Push! You have to pull through! COME ON!...I'm telling you he's this close..Sasuke's he's about to-" The blonde lost his balance and landed in a breathless heap on Sasuke's lap.
It may have been a accidental move on his part, he wasn't sure really sure since the next few moments following were so fuzzy, but his lips brushed against Sasuke's…and stayed there. His previously raised arms dropped slowly to collapse on to the raven's shoulders.
Huh?!
The blonde pulled back, seeming to finally realize what had just happened. Although his mind was still trying to wrap around it, his head was spiraling in a haze of colliding thoughts.
Crap. What the hell. What the hell. What the hell. What the hell. What exactly had just happened? Sasuke was probably going to start yelling at him any minute now...But what was he supposed to say in this situation?
He scratched the back of his head, trying to hide his burning red face beneath a nervous smile. "Um…sorry bout that teme I guess I just got carried away with everything and…slipped." He tried to force his way off the raven but Sasuke's arm was still hooked around his waist, barricading any exit. Naruto's ears had turned red by this point as well. "Ah teme…do you mind letting go?" Sasuke stared back at him coolly and Naruto shivered. Had he made the teme angry?
The blonde attempted to change the subject discreetly. "You made me miss the race though." He muttered.
Sasuke tilted his head to the side as he watched the blonde, "I'm pretty sure he 'scored the gold'." Naruto looked over at the TV in confusion.
"Eh? How would you know that, you weren't even watching the TV and besides it's on a commercial." He looked back over at the raven. Why was Sasuke smirking at him like that? Had he missed something?
"I wasn't talking about the swimmer stupid."
Blue eyes narrowed and then widened as Sasuke drew closer to him. "Teme," he said his voice no higher than a whisper, "You're making me miss my Olympics, every four years remember?"
Sasuke's smirk widened. He completely ignored the blonde's quiet complaints, "Oi Naruto are you going to "slip" again or would you prefer I trip you?"
~Ending~
Okay so probably not the best oneshot ever but it was just something I typed up real fast and I had to add in the Olympics because well...I love my Olympics I really do.
and since I've been such an irresponsible fanfic author, if you guys want me to write you a ,separate for your personal collection, type oneshots than just email me and I'll to my best to make it possible. ^^ ...actually I'm starting to really like oneshots.